Suddenly, the details of sex lives of governors have become what Americans apparently want to know.
Within the last week, we've been exposed to the hooker trysts of former New York Gov. Eliot Spitzer and the apparent sexual misconducts of former New Jersey Gov. Jim McGreevey and his estranged wife.
Today, newly anointed New York Gov. Paterson disclosed his affairs and those of his wife.
Beyond Spitzer needing to step down from the New York governorship and leave public office, there should be no further exposure of the sex lives of these people.
When did this become public concern?
We know Spitzer did wrong. Hence, he needed to step aside as governor, which thankfully, he did on his own.
But for us to stare as a society at the train wreck is to encourage future coverage, including Gov. Paterson feeling like he has to disclose all the gritty details of his sex life and that of his wife.
I have a surprise, and maybe I'm alone in this, but I DON'T CARE. I care, yes, that former Gov. Spitzer did something unlawful and therefore should be held accountable for it. But that's it. I don't want to know what you do in your bedroom, or with whom you do it. And to all the history buffs out there, I ask, what would Benjamin Franklin think of this?
Oh, wait, we've been exposed to parts of his sex life, too.
Mark my word, Ashley Dupre will become famous in our sick society because of what has happened. In fact, she already has. But our deranged society will put her on a pedestal, elevating her to a position that she doesn't deserve, built on lies and mistrusts and indecent behavior that made her a darling of rich men but makes her nothing but an embarrassment to independent, intelligent women everywhere.
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